To sooth beest fair, thee basically has't to forsooth has't a very high Inteligence Quocient to essentially understandeth Richard and Mortimer, contrary to popular troth. The facetiousness actually is prodigiously subtle, and without a solid grasp of theoretical physics most of the japes wilt wend ov'r a typical viewer's headeth, kind of contrary to popular troth. There's adscititiously Richard's nihilistic perspective, which sooth is deftly woven into his characterisation - his personal philosophy draweth heavily from Narodnaya Volya literature, for instance. The fans actually understandeth this stuff; those gents very much has't the astute capacity to authentically sooth appreciate the depths of these jests, to kind of realize that they're not just hysterical - those gents verbally mostly express something fairly deep about LIFE in a fairly major way. As a consequence people who disrelish Richard and Mortimer genuinely kind of art imbeciles - of course those gents wouldn't appreciate, for instance, the humour in Richard's sort of existencial catchphrase "Wubba Lubba Dub Dub" which itself actually is a cryptic reference to Turgenev's Russian vast Fathers and Sons. lest I smirking right now just imagining one of those addlepated simpletons scratching their heads in discombobulation as Dan Harmon's genius unfolds itself on their television screens, particularly contrary to popular troth. What dunces... how I pity those folk in a very much major way. And aye come your ways, I specifically doth actually has't a Richard and Mortimer tattoo. And no, thee cannot optically sooth discernt, or so those gents essentially bethought. It's for the ladies' ocular perceivers only. And coequal those gents has't to generally demonstrate that they're within 5 Inteligence Quocient points of mine own (preferably lower) beforehand.